Well things seem to be fixed around here, I’m not sure how or why, but I’m glad.
We brought in the Chief Inspector and he gave us the all clear. And also a heart attack because “you’re going to break something! probably your head!” It’s a trial being my child. The rules, the hand wringing, they can wear on a poor guy.
Exhausting it is.
And one more for the road, I do not believe I have subjected you to nearly enough kitty pictures.
We are experiencing technical difficulties here at The Burrow. One we had to switch internet providers because our beloved internet provider stopped providing us service, which means we have to to with the only other option in the area, the Monoply option and basically it is a huge exercise in frustration, as every other minute the internet is down. Seriously. I’m beyond grumpy about it.
Two: somewhere along the way Google flagged my site as malware even though their explanation is that no malware is detected they flagged it as potentially infected. Dude. Aren’t we all? This has been super frustrating because I do not understand any of it. I have been working hard to get it fixed, and by working hard I mean emailing Miss Zoot (who I’m not linking to, so she doesn’t get flagged by Google) and saying “whhhhy? and also Whhaaattt?” She has been superhelpful and hopefully we are moving to a resolution, basically the host doesn’t see a problem, it’s just on the browser end.
I’m almost sure that is what she said.
In the meantime. Look! Kittenessssssss.
I saw this nifty Idea over at Miss Zoot’s site. In here pictures there is an amazing difference to how her kids have grown since first and last day. On my site you can mostly see the difference between professional pics by The lovely Jenica Lemmons and no professional pics (me). But it’s kind of fun anyway
also random wet spots on my kids’ shirt …different days, different places. nice.
*memories-your choice.
Our days have some sort of rhythm here at the Burrow, I’m not always sure if it is a slow steady rhythm or a more panicked staccato, probably its both, on any given day. It is certainly hard to capture. Although we all try in out own way. My oldest has recently discovered my blog and has enjoyed reading it outloud to all of us, randomly not in chronological order, or any kind of order….just out-loud Giggling all the way to the bank as it were. He has begun working on his version of a blog, the old fashion kind. He calls it a newspaper. It is on paper, and uses pencils, strange I know. It catalogues our days in picture form. He apparently does a lot of time travel. (When of course, he is not studying).
His brother spends a lot of time playing. Naturally. Or blowing things up, I’m not sure what is happening here.
Dad makes dinner. This is of course true. Dad chops the dinner. Chop, chop chop.
And mom….
Well you know, she is bit of screw off.
*Have we got news for you-Newsies
Except, it really isn’t, I hate to break it to my redheaded dear, but he has a week of work left. Then I’ll be disguising studying the Olympics and Greece (we still love the Greek Gods here) as Fun! and Outdoor games! After which we’ll roll right into map making, using a compass and history of the Pacific Northwest by studying Lewis and Clark or as I call it Hiking! Treasure hunting! fun field trips to old forts!
I think they might buy it!
practicing her role as Seamen (she totally wants to go on hikes!)
Schools out-Alice Cooper
And I feel fine.
It’s the last week of public school for my kindergartner, culminating in recitals and of course Fun Day!
The Weekend was a dreary downright wet affair. I was able to hang some laundry out on Saturday afternoon, that was almost dry when I brought it in, but that was mostly the wind I think. Sunday’s load was almost drippy when I brought it after dinner. But there you have it, Spring in the Pacific Northwest. Some friends near and far did experience this thing we call the “Sun”. But the Burrow is situated in a valley, a shaded valley so it is not what you would call, warm.
With The Man away on a fishing adventure this weekend, and the quarter grades needing, finishing and the sun hiding behind a cloud there was more indoor play to be had. Luckily time travel is not weather reliant and my youngest had some trucks to re battery. He spent a happy amount of time, with a screwdriver fixing his non blinking trucks and talking to them. ” Here’s the problem! no batteries at all!” Said the Mechanic clucking his tongue.
Truck repair, time travel and grading papers, kept us busy for most of the dreary weekend. The forecast for this week? Sun.
The cuckoo song-The sound of Music
8 year old: It’s an inter dimensional continuum lapse.
Me: Of course it is.
8 year old: That is me in my time machine, going through two blackholes, I have to be careful not to fly into them
Me: Of course not.
*The Time Warp -Rocky Horror Picture Show
Spring recital
My basement studio.
I find that organizing and cleaning out tends to look more like a huge Clusterstorm. Of course that could be me. My organizing plan usually centers around moving everything into a big pile and then slowly putting it back, in the goodwill bag or throwing it out. Or, often, deciding I need just one! more! bookshelf. Then I will be organized! Yes! The bookshelf will do it.
Also I need to go to IKEA! Definitely! this is often problematic, budgetly speaking. But still new bookshelves I need them. Anyway after the organizing dust had cleared and I piled things in the area where I need another bookshelf hello! I took a look at my May Tally in the quilting. And then I was sad but, then I remembered all those pants I mended, seriously Son the Second….what does he do in those pants? Napkins I hemmed, shirts I repaired (some sort of kindergarten snipping incident) and hats I knitted (three this month). And I didn’t feel better, but then I made my list for the next month more realistic.
May Quilty goals
winter blues star quilt binding-check!
This months 28 nine patches-check (ongoing project for quilt group)
yoko ono quilt block jan/feb-not so much
dragon island top-no
aqua quilt 30 hours- again no, I am struggling the struggle to get this done.
Tulip Quilt-way too much time spent on this project that leapt onto my list.
Oh well, better luck next month.